My Master Knows It All

Under the shocked gazes of the two individuals, Cao Zhen had already soared into the air, plunging headfirst into the thick fog.

Cao Zhen was not entering the fog for the first time. Previously, when he was in the Great Lai Dynasty, he had already entered the fog. Over there, as soon as he entered the fog, he would immediately feel as if he were swimming against the current. Countless waves of white fog seemed to lash out, constantly beating against him, thrusting him toward the outside.

Now, as he entered the fog here, he felt as if he was riding the current into the heart of the surging waves. He didn't even need to channel mana; endless forces were propelling him to fly far away.

The other end of the boundless fog.

There, right on the edge of the beach, at this moment, a group of Golden Core Stage cultivators had convened.

And three miles off the coast, atop the only tall mountain nearby, several men and women stood on an extending piece of Great Stone, gazing into the distance.

Suddenly, one of them said, "Senior Brother Xing Chen, Senior Sister Nianzhu, the fog nearby is not limited to just this one area."

"At another place, the fog is even denser, but could the enemy also be approaching from the densest direction?

Should we strengthen the surveillance at the places where the fog is thickest?"

The fog was spreading along the coastline on their side. The density varied, with some areas being thick while others appeared thinner. They were currently guarding the area where the fog was thinnest. As for those places with denser fog, only a few were stationed to guard them.

"There's no need," said a handsome man standing on the Great Stone, his face full of confidence. "On the opposite continent, if they enter our territory, they will undoubtedly land here." he said with undeniable self-assurance. "Because the fog there is so dense that one can't see the other side clearly, and the enemy likely has the same issue.

Therefore, they won't enter rashly, nor will they be certain of what lies beyond those areas of dense fog. Conversely, here, where the fog is thin, one can faintly discern the opposite coastline. If they enter, they will inevitably choose the thinner areas."

"I see," the inquisitive man replied, nodding his head as if learning a valuable lesson, while his gaze shifted towards the other side, to the woman who was as beautiful as a celestial being.

However, he dared only glance at her briefly.

It wasn't that this Senior Sister had a capricious nature or disliked being looked at; rather, looking at her was simply too daunting.

Senior Sister Nianzhu, while not the Sect Leader of their sect, was the most powerful member. She was also one of the top five figures in the entire Eastern Border.

This spot, where the fog was lightest, was closest to their Qingfeng Sect and was consequently under their jurisdiction for defense.

Naturally, since this concerned the safety of the entire Eastern Border, those guarding here were not only from their Qingfeng Sect. Other major Immortal Sects had also sent people.

The person in charge was none other than their Qingfeng Sect's Senior Sister, Song Nianzhu!

"We don't even know which region lies opposite us. Moreover, we have no idea what kind of stance the people from there will take," a young female cultivator said curiously from atop the mountain range.

Her features were quite delicate and beautiful, even among cultivators, but next to Song Nianzhu, she paled in comparison.

The man who had spoken earlier glanced at the female cultivator but said nothing more. Both he and the nearby Zheng Miaoyin did not have the necessary cultivation base to truly qualify to stand here.

Yet both were considered talents by their sect, and defending this point was a rotation that all young Golden Core cultivators of the sect must take part in. Being talented did not exempt them.

The only accommodation they received was the chance to stand on this stone platform and listen to the teachings of their senior Sect members and experts from other Immortal Sects.

"Let's hope the people from the opposite territory are sensible," someone with a stern face commented among the crowd. "We all come from the borderlands, and even if our two regions were the first to connect, in the end, we still face the Central Five Provinces. From the scant records of our major Immortal Sects, the Central Five Provinces regard the borderlands in the same way that we, the major sects, look upon the smaller sects.

They simply don't care about us, and while some sects may disdain to deal with us, what about those Demonic Cultivators? If we fight amongst ourselves, we'll only weaken each other. Thus, if they're smart, upon arriving here and understanding our scope, they should coexist peacefully with us."

Someone else shook their head gently, "Coexistence is easier said than done. Our territory may be on the borderlands, but it's still vast, and such extensive land is not so easily unified.

Even within our Eastern Border, there are two opinions: One is like ours, advocating for peace, while the other argues that if the other side's strength is inferior to ours, we should invade their territory and plunder more resources.

Besides, there are those with ambivalent opinions," he said, glancing at the proud young man. Du Xingchen and his Tianxing Sect were among those who considered attacking the other territory.

While the group was engrossed in their conversation, the ever-silent Song Nianzhu suddenly spoke in her crisp voice, "Someone's coming."